Слова:
Darkwoods My Betrothed Witch Hunts

houses collapsed to the ground The jaws of Hell opened right where peace once prevailed Victorious had the witch-hunt been where the hunter became the hunted

the purpose of this strange cult To quench the thirst of my curiosity I decided to step in The very moment I put my feet inside I lost my consciousness, my

Once in the silence of the woods In the shadows of a crescent moon The eyes scan the beautiful nocturne The ears enjoy silent songs "i have seen things

the ground The jaws of Hell opened right where peace once prevailed Victorious had the witch-hunt been where the hunter became the hunted